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The Golconda

beyond the fort’s wall . . .
rice harvesters' songs
of long ago   / angelee

coughing bouts punctuate
the watchman's stroll   / paresh

as the rain falls
the cobra’s coils tighten
around her eggs   / raamesh

flocks of sparrows
fly over a swamp   / sathi

ripe fruit falling
into the lake
break the summer moon   / shabbir

passing clouds
usher in the malhar   / surya

sitar notes
caress his beloved’s
flowing tresses   / gautam

the door shuts quickly
behind the smiling couple   / seshu

I sense
a shade of emerald
in a bush by the stream   / neelam

in a burst of colours   / cheryl

over a meadow
birds in flight
split the sky   / surya

the orchid leans
into the new year   / kala

An autumn junicho composed on 20th of October, 2013 at The Golconda Stones Haiku Meet.

The participants were:

Angelee Deodhar, Chandigarh – vs 1
Paresh Tiwari , Hyderabad – vs 2
Raamesh Gowri Raghavan, Mumbai – vs 3
Amarjit Sathi Tiwana, Chandigarh – vs 4
Shabbir Sheikh, Patur, Maharashtra – vs 5
G. S. P. Rao, Hyderabad – vs 6 & 11
Gautam Nadkarni, Mumbai – vs 7
Seshu Chamarty, Hyderabad – vs 8
Neelam Dadhwal, Chandigarh – vs 9
Cheryl Rao, Hyderabad – vs 10
Kala Ramesh [Sabaki] Pune – vs 12

(Published in A Hundred Gourds)


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